This is a song about "Ten white toes"

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Never flat footed, i’m always on my toes

So hold back ya tears

Dear me, in about ten years

You feel it from your head to your toes

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Uhh, its the ten hack commandments

My nigga, its all love

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Yeah im still on feet and my toes.

Disconnect, reconnect, and stay on your toes

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Leave them like toes in sandals get, split,

Here they keep a rachet close

Ohh no... now she's using her toes!